.. anything you say, jeez... anything you tell me, Earl." Good!" he snapped; then, to Lynn with a wicked grin: "S-long cocksucker, I'll take care of y...u later... my loving, grieving wife... damn you!"Despondently, Lynn stretched out on the bed, still wearing the same miniskirt and blouse she had quickly pulled on in her attempted escape. It was the suit she'd worn on her happy flight out there, except for the jacket that lay over the back of the chair... and she couldn't hold back the little. "Have you told her parents yet?" Ah, no, not yet. She told me today and I'm not certain what I should do next."A light perspiration beaded on his forehead and upper lip and I started to feel sorry for him when Anita entered the study and sat beside our son."Paul has just told me that Rebecca is pregnant."Anita turned on Paul, "What! I expect better from you Paul. You should not have let this happen," her hands flew to the side of her head and she started to weep and rising from her chair she. ‘I will not tell,’ Eva said. She glanced at Constance, with such grief and despair that Constance’s heart wrenched. Never again, she knew, would Eva look at her in kindness. The fate of her family, of her beloved granddaughter, would forever be bound up in this terrible night. ‘I’ve an idea,’ Rob said. ‘Enrique, do you remember that first time with Constance?’ ‘How could I ever forget?’ ‘We secured her silence, did we not?’ A slow grin spread over Enrique’s face. ‘We did indeed.’ ‘Do you. And while one part of me was ready to get the hell out of there, another part just didn’t seem to believe her. “Yeah, sure. Let’s get out of here,” I said, my voice clearly laced with disbelief. It’s not that I didn’t want to believe her. But the reality of it just didn’t really add up? Maybe it was my lack of experience. I was, after all, five years younger, and fresh out of college where drunken hook-ups may have been commonplace, but not a clear invitation from a dirty mommy. Once outside,.